Seasons
Chapter II
"What the hell? Who are you? Where am I?" She cleared her throat pulling my grandfather's will off of me. "You're at your new home! Cliff dragged you here." What is she doing here? I've had enough surprises today! "Who are you and what are you doing here?" I practically whined.
I'm beginning to suspect she's a thief. She looks around ten; she probably snuck out her window. She's probably doing it to support her drug habit. I thought to myself. It sounds a bit stupid to me now. "I'm Karli. I'm your cousin or have you not been told? Did you read the will past the inheritance? You have to take care of me. Geez you must think things are that easy. Your grandfather whom you probably didn't care about in the first place dies and you get a farm. Oh lucky you! Hah!"
She's not a thief but, it's taken her all of thirty seconds to get on my nerves! I looked at the will taking a seat. I then grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to her house. Yes, it's a house across from mine. I actually like the concept I don't have to know or care what she's doing. "Goodnight, if I see you again, I will lock you in the closet." She rolled her eyes, "Shows how much you know, there are no closets." She said sounding rude. "Goodnight." I said slamming the door and walking back to my house. Then I picked up my diary to write in.
"Today was a good day. Well sort of. I suppose it's a matter of opinion. My grandfather's funeral went without a hitch and I got a farm and the responsibility of taking care of a brat. Seriously I'm not ready for farming and stuff like this. I just finished law school! I'm twenty seven years old! I should be charging outrageous prices to some poor sap and lying like it's not a sin! And courting women into my water-bed! No I'm joking. I'm a Christian. Tomorrow I'll be shoveling shit like a good little boy. Why did I open my mouth?"
Before I got too depressed I turned on the television. "It's gonna rain. Fuck! Deal with it." I frowned and changed the channel. "Naomi's love will continue in…" No it won't! I turned the channel, "Hello, today we are going to show you idiots how to milk a cow. Just squeeze the damn utter!"
I sighed and changed to the last channel, "Today you will be unlucky. Tough shit." Does everything have profanity in it? Okay except the soap opera but that was a commercial.
I frowned and turned it off. Then I noticed an ancient record player was playing. The music was actually kind of relaxing so I left it on. I wonder how much I could get if I sold that? I shook my head. No, don't think things like that.
I opened my drawer to look at my assets and found 1000g just sitting there. This must have been my grandfather's rainy day money. I shrugged lying down in the bed. Something was in it; something uncomfortable such as my dog. I scooted it to the side and finally went to sleep. I knew I'd regret it but I was too lazy to consider it.
End chapter
Sleeping with your dog in your bed lowers sleep quality. Do not blame me if you try it and it doesn't work for you.
It seemed this first day has ended finally! I don't want to end up doing a description of Jack's morning coffee every day! I say this even though I'm past this problem where I am currently writing. I do not own Harvest Moon in any wasy, fashion or form except a few cartriges to play the game on. Thank you, that is all.
